Blog Archives
The Home Of The World’s Longest Poetic Novel, Written In Rhyming Couplets.
Welcome to The Jaw, the home of the World’s longest poetic novel written in rhyming couplets. The Jaw Revisited may well change the way you look at poetry forever. Not just a piece of poetry, not just a novel, not just another book. The Jaw is 101,573 words, 472,135 characters, 439 pages and 15,152 lines all written in rhyming couplets.
I believe this makes it the longest rhyming couplet novel, written in English and by a single person in the world. Many people make this claim, just search in Google and you will encounter 100’s of claims to this feat. All of these claims are different to mine, in that The Jaw is not just a collection of rhyming couplets but an actual story. Some are not written in the English langauge, and many have been written by several different people. Twitter and Facebook both have claims that users have written the longest poem combining the efforts of 1000’s of users, I wrote mine on my own.
I never set out to break any records, I write because I find it the best way to express my feelings and emotions. I enjoy making up characters, giving them a personality and hopefully passing that personality onto the readers. I love to explore the world of the unknown and what better way to do that than in words using an over active imagination. My words are simple, yet very effective. I will not compare Thee To A Summer’s Night, or have words that have the reader wondering what it’s all about. I suppose in a way, I write how I speak.
When I was fifteen I left school with no formal qualifications, no PhD or University degree and not really having any career goals. I have never had any form of English teaching and certainly think I would be terrible if I had to sit an exam or hand in coursework now 🙂 I know enough though, I know that if you push yourself and believe in what you are doing, believe in where you want to go and what you want to do, then you will be successful. Success does not always come in the form of money or life’s extravagant luxuries, sometimes it is the simple things, like sitting back and saying “I did that.”
That is what I have done with The Jaw, I wanted to write something that I can be proud of, something that I can say to my children, grand children and even my parents, “Look, I did that”. I am proud of my novel, I think the plot is fantastic, the twists and turns will have you on edge wondering what is going to happen next. The words will flow from your mouth with ease and before long you will not even realise you are reading the words in rhyme.
Ebook Short Description
The Jaw is an epic horror story written in a totally unique way. I believe this is the longest ever novel in the English language that has been written in rhyme. At over 100,000 words and spanning more than 400 pages, this piece of literature has it all. Ultimately this horror story will take your breath away. With twists and stomach turning churns that will have you thirsting for more.
I`ve never read a novel that is in rhyme before and now i have i can`t believe just how clever it is. Apart from it having damn good story to it you marvel at how the author has managed to do poetry and the story as well. There`s so many twists and turns in it , things i never expected , which i`m not going into on here because it`ll ruin the story for anyone who buys it.
Its left me wanting more , and i`m hoping the author writes some more books.
On the top menu you can have a read for yourself as I have posted the first twelve chapters for you.
I hope you enjoy the site and have a wonderful day
Much love. Katherine x
Chapter 5. The Children’s Home.
The Children’s Home
The home I was put in was dirty and cold
The building smelt of musk and was very old
The staff clothed me and fed me as little as they could
They didn’t look after me as they should
I always had dirt on my face
They left me to wander alone, all over the place
I was left alone to roam
In every room in the children’s home
The rooms were dull and very bare
They contained a few beds and just one chair
I shared a room with five other kids
The windows were secured with metal grids
The staff said it was to keep thieves at bay
But I think it was to stop us from running away
I hated that home, I felt like a prisoner of war
I hated it to my heart’s core
There were cobwebs all over the ceiling
The paper on the walls was dirty and peeling
The windows were cracked, they weren’t very safe
This was no place to keep a young waif
What would happen if I fell?
Would they be concerned? Would they hell!
The windows were dirty and grimy
The floors were wet, slippy and slimy
A cleaner would come around every day
Her job was to keep the dirt at bay
But she didn’t do a very good job
She was nothing but a lazy slob
She didn’t last long, she got sacked
The new cleaner wasn’t any better and that was a fact
No-one in the home seemed to care
If there was dirt and dust everywhere
There was a two inch layer of dust on the window sill
I’m surprised no-one fell ill
I hardly had any toys
I was always picked on by the boys
In fact most of the kids picked on me
Because I was small and so skinny
They always used to pull my hair
They were older than me but they didn’t care
The staff always used to turn a blind eye
I could never fathom out why
I always had nits and was covered in lice
The children’s home was infested with mice
Around my room the mice would creep
Scratching and squeaking as we all tried to sleep
I told the staff one night when I was eating my tea
That those horrible mice were scaring me
They looked upon with a face of disgust
Shook their heads, shouted and cussed
They told me to shut up and eat my tea
They never seemed to be bothered about me
All they were worried about was their pay
And going home at the end of the day
We poor children didn’t have a life
We were living on the edge of a knife